The Rebbe in the Basement New York, Upper East Side: “Are you here to see the Rebbe?” someone asks, a guy I haven’t seen in maybe a decade...

So this weekend was IndieCade East , a video game convention for independent game-makers, and in line with my new job I got to go. Most of i...

Last night was a culmination of good fortune, good luck, and -- as always -- my wife running late. The good fortune came in the shape of a ...

It was close to midnight, the latest I've been out in months. My friend Fred Chao had brought me to a comedy show in Chinatown, which...

Packing now. It's been a breathless pair of months in Melbourne, and it's an added awesomeness that we get to come back here in a fe...

The awesome Jewish poetry magazine The Blue Jew Yorker has its new issue online today. It probably seems like I'm telling you to go rea...

I got a review copy of Jonathan Littell's novel The Kindly Ones -- a massive, 982-page paperweight of a novel about a (fictional) SS of...

There is no better introduction to Paul Rudnick's book of essays, I Shudder , than its subtitle: And Other Reactions to Life, Death, and...

I just took a walk outside on the rare lunchtime spent in the company of fresh air -- well, as fresh as it gets in urban Manhattan, anyway -...

From the http://themoment.blogs.nytimes.com/2008/12/03/art-basel-miami-beach-olaf-breunings-sand-sculpture/ ">NYTimes blog : Olaf Br...

My book is live! My new novel Losers just got a really nice writeup in Booklist. I'm not allowed to say what it says, but I can tell yo...

i never treasure quarters anywhere so much as new york, where one of those silver discs will buy you a bag of potato chips, pretzels, ripple...